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I am sick of the real estate situation in my city. Searching for a rental place has been a freaking nightmare. Either the flats are mad expensive or the owners judge your diet (by refusing to rent to those who are non-vegetarians), as if its a grave sin. I respect the choice of those who are vegetarians, so why cant they respect mine?
I just want to escape this crazy city for good.
This video is a couple years old. This is just wild how this happened. If you rent U-Haul, go check all the paperwork and the one you recieved.
WTF.
Just when we thought we were THIS close to finally having somewhere to live (and call our own), we were told we didn’t get the place. Out of all the places we’ve looked at, this one was perfect for our family. It was the right size, it was in a convenient location, and it was a reasonable price.
But no. There’s obviously something wrong with us. There must be. No one wants to rent to a single mom and her adult daughter. No one wants to rent to a family who is trying to get back on their feet.
I’ve stopped getting my hopes up every time we look at a place. Can’t be too disappointed when didn’t have high hopes to begin with. I don’t even want to look at places anymore. I’m tired of seeing places and imagining living there and then being told we didn’t get the place anyway.
I’m tired of staying positive. I’m tired of relatives saying “the right place will come up eventually.” Ok? When? It’s been long enough. I’m done.
Rental Rant
My fucking roommates gave me a notice of non-renewal on my sublease. I only look this place because they assured me they would renew. Now looking at all the pieces together I don’t think (or at least there is a chance) they were every planning to renew for me an were just looking for someone trusting and as a backup in case their friend couldn’t move in come fall, and someone to pay the rent for the summer. They have positioned my rent paying days and the day they gave me this notice that really inhibits my ability to do anything. You need to give 30 days notice to vacate, they had to give me two months notice. My rent is due tomorrow, obviously I will stay for July if I pay rent, but I can’t give notice today because I barely understood what was happening and now I guess it is technically already the 29th so I’ve lost that window. It is a Sunday so I can’t call the BC tenancy people. Giving notice in July would be pointless because my sublease ends the 31st. One comfort is that they never gave me an inspection form within 15 days of signing so they can’t claim any damages believe so anything they try to say I’m pretty sure I can say fuck you, give me the money back. I’m pissed, the next two months are going to be sucky and awkward and tense, I’m trying not to be too angry because it is only hurting me but I can’t fucking sleep and just fuck them.
“The bitchy lady” comes by today and knocked because she saw me come out of my apartment to let a repair guy come in so I couldn’t not open the door. Anyways, she comes and starts asking me about the AC units, asks me if my apartment manager had sent anyone to fix them. I told her no, then she starts bitching about them being bad and about how I was gonna have to turn ‘em off (She’s fucking dreaming if she thinks i’m gonna live in S. Florida with the acs off) because they were ruining the walls. I told her to talk to my apartment manager cause i have no control over that. Somehow the conversation went to the bathroom talk, she started saying no one was blaming me for the clogged bathrooms but yet she’s telling everyone it’s my apartment number that’s the problem and i’m the only one that lives here. Soooooo..... yeah.... I actually started yelling, not loudly mind you, just ‘the cuban’ in me came out. She actually has the nerve to tell me to stop yelling at her.... BITCH PLEASE!!!! She yells at everyone, and I do mean everyone!!! Yet no one can yell at you ?? HONEY PLEASE!!! That is not how this works... She once came over to yell at me because my godson was playing outside. Mind you my building has a central courtyard but no one uses it because she will eventually have an issue with something you’re doing. So no one does anything because no one wants to deal with her. If you’re gonna be a bitch to everyone, expect people to be a bitch to you! Either you can take it, or you stop being a bitch. It’s simple... Yet she thinks i’m insane or the bitch... Mind you she now literally has no friends in this building. I think I was the last person who actually was friendly to her. But now even my patience is gone.
I”m very upset right now, my crohns is acting up and all because my toilet and my tub backed up overnight... (AGAIN)... and again I woke up to basically a lake in my apartment. I had to spend the entire day freaking drying up my bedroom and bathroom... I told my apartment’s manager to please send her own plumber. She said ‘it’s the building’s prob. sorry’ so the building’s manager (I live in a co-op where all the apartments have diff. owners... IT”S HELL NEVER EVER MOVE INTO A CO-OP) brought out her own plumber who of course says ‘it’s the apartment’s fault and she says ‘we pulled hair and wipes out from the clog’ and ‘the main line is running fine’... Of course only she and her plumber saw what they pulled out and where it was because “i’m only a tenant it’s not my problem”. It’s the same crap she always says. With my apartment’s last owner he always sent his own plumber the problem is always the main line. It hasn’t been repaired or replaced the building was constructed back in the 1950s.
Keep in mind this lady has pretended to be my friend for a while now. She comes over drinks my liquor and uses my oven to bake because she’s too cheap to connect the gas in her freaking apartment. She knows my health issues. She’s an owner, and the co-op manager. IDK... She’s actually caused a depressive episode, and I haven’t had one in a very long time... I’m tired of being accused of this crap, i’m tired of waking up to water all over my apartment.. I’ve lived in a lot of different places and this one is the first time I’ve had plumbing problems in but yeah sure bitch... it’s my fault! >_>” I’m sooo done... IDK how to make myself feel better now.. This bitch is actually about to make me fucking cry...
Whyyy are there not more pet friendly flats for rent?
I just want a kitty to come home to :(